Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2016: 530: Yina Is Pregnant, Hunting Ghosts! (part 3)

A stream of almost translucent vapor emanated from the spectral dream-inducing incense without warning, spiraling into the atmosphere like a Spirit Snake. It exuded a chilling aura as it drifted toward the horizon.

Lu Changsheng immediately blocked his pores and halted his respiration, successfully warding off the reach of the incense vapor.

While his Chaos Body rendered him essentially impervious to all toxins,

this particular incense was not strictly poisonous; rather, it functioned as a sensory intoxicant designed to induce hallucinations.

Even though he had no fear of its effects, he dared not risk any interference with his mental state.

As the aroma expanded, it was not long before Lu Changsheng witnessed a tide of yin souls and vengeful spirits surging toward his position with wild roars.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Upon spotting the incoming spirits, the Soul-calling Beast let out a cry of sheer excitement.

During their journey through these treacherous depths, the creature had already consumed countless yin souls and several Ghost Kings,

yet it remained merely a single step removed from reaching the Fourth Rank, requiring a massive accumulation of essence to finalize its promotion.

The previous spirits were, in its eyes, nothing but meager appetizers.

"Hmph!"

As the swarm of entities converged, the Soul-calling Beast unleashed a forceful snort from its snout. A radiant yellow glow erupted outward like a towering tornado, instantly swallowing the cluster of Ghost Kings trapped within its reach.

The trapped specters shrieked in resistance, their wails echoing like the biting north wind on a freezing night. It was a shrill, piercing chorus capable of inducing migraines and stirring deep-seated panic.

Lu Changsheng acted with precision, unleashing his Yin Yang Qi Grasp to bolster the beast’s suppression, allowing it to devour the spirits with ease.

The intensity of the struggle, however, provoked an even greater flood of malevolence from the deepest corners of the Myriad Demon Abyss.

"This is trouble. We must retreat!"

Lu Changsheng’s eyes flared with a golden hue, revealing that there were multiple Fourth Rank Ghost Kings present. Beside him, the Soul-calling Beast let out a shrill squeak of warning, confirming the imminent danger.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Lu Changsheng invoked his Divine Skills, utilizing the Reversal Yin Yang Glazed Glass Wall to swiftly extract himself, the soul beast, and Qian Zhuyan from the fray.

Being confronted by an entire pack of Ghost Kings was a battle neither he nor his companion was equipped to win.

Staying to fight would only invite more powerful, bloodthirsty predators in this hellish environment.

Even though the Myriad Demon Abyss was a place of perpetual peril where deadly threats lurked in every shadow, for Lu Changsheng, they were hardly overwhelming.

If a Third Rank beast dared to ambush him, it would only find itself on the losing end of the encounter.

Once the chaos subsided, Lu Changsheng looped back around, preparing to resume his lure.

Watching his methodical process, Qian Zhuyan recalled the distant days in the Vast Sand Illusion Realm, where he had utilized the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng as bait...

However, harboring no resentment due to his promise of restitution and his provision of infinite Heaven and Earth Spiritual Materials for her Puppetry Technique research—not to mention her now elevated Fourth Rank Puppet Body—she felt entirely satisfied with her current alliance.

After persistent attempts at fishing, nine days later, Lu Changsheng finally isolated a solitary Fourth Rank Ghost King.

He didn’t hesitate for a heartbeat; the chaos wanxiang materialized behind him, and gripping his Great Luo Sword Embryo, he struck downward at the powerful spirit.

"Roar!"

The Soul-calling Beast bellowed as it entered combat, shifting into its Punishment Beast form. With a terrifying, tusked visage, it unleashed a torrent of Soul Capturing Divine Light, its presence radiating unparalleled ferocity.

Shortly after, the hidden Qian Zhuyan and her nine Third Rank Puppets snapped into formation, tightly encircling the Ghost King.

The three-headed, six-armed, blue-tattooed Ghost King howled, generating waves of dizzying, soul-rattling light meant to corrupt the minds of its opponents.

Yet, shielded by the Taiyi Divine Soul, Lu Changsheng remained unaffected, delivering a clean sword strike that coated the beast in dark, swirling energy.

The Soul-calling Beast growled, inhaling the black miasma greedily before lunging with its massive maw, attempting to rip its prey asunder.

"Roar!!!"

The Ghost King screamed, brandishing a crimson Mad Blade dripping with vile evil qi. As blood-red light filled the air, it swung the blade in a desperate attempt to cleave the beast in half.

Behind Lu Changsheng, the Brahman Demon True Body surged forth, wielding the Moving Mountain Whip to clash against the crimson fury, sending sharp, metallic clangs ringing across the abyss.

"Make it quick! We need to settle this now!"

As the combat reached its climax, Lu Changsheng felt a massive, malignant wave of ghost energy rushing toward them.

Just as cultivators and demon beasts slaughter others for advancement, these yin entities sought to devour each other to achieve higher levels of power.

Each Fourth Rank Ghost King was essentially a collection of countless devotions and souls. Naturally, the others were eager to opportunistically swallow this one to fuel their own evolution.

Deep within his core, the Nine Treasures Ruyi Bone pulsed, supercharging his magical power. The Yin Yang Chart and the Three Treasures Incarnation blossomed from him, pinning the Ghost King in place.

From the flank, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng maintained a watchful eye, prepared to intercept any other Fourth Rank entities attempting to intervene.

Thankfully, Fourth Rank Ghost Kings lacked the tenacious regenerative vitality of a true Demon King. Once Lu Changsheng and Qian Zhuyan left it broken and nearing death, the Soul-calling Beast roared to the heavens and bloated in size, unleashing a surge of Soul Capturing Divine Light that pulled the entity into its stomach.

Even Lu Changsheng was stunned by the beast’s performance; it was truly the apex predator of souls.

If this beast reached the Fourth Rank, it could theoretically dismantle the Yiming Ghost Sect single-handedly.

He recalled the grand defense array of that sect, which relied on numerous entities as strong as Fourth Rank Ghost Kings backed by legions of lesser spirits.

Should he choose to lay siege to the sect, the Soul-calling Beast could devour their defensive core, effectively shattering their Mountain Gate Grand Formation.

As a Third Rank Top-Level Formation Master, Lu Changsheng understood that their power was not infinite; the resources and Spirit Vein energy required to maintain such an army were immense.

Anticipation filled his heart; he couldn't wait to see the horrified expression of that Ming Sha dog when the day of reckoning arrived.

"Let’s move!"

Dismissing his thoughts, Lu Changsheng gestured for his team to retreat.

However, as they broke away, another Ghost King lunged forward in pursuit, hoping to pick them off.

Between the scent of his Qi and Blood and the lingering allure of the Abyss, he was a massive target for any wandering predator.

But unless a Fourth Rank Middle Stage king or a coordinated group of beast kings appeared, they were no threat to him.

After a few swift exchanges, the encroaching ghosts retreated, recognizing they were facing a force too strong to overcome.

"Tihun, is that enough?"

Upon reaching a secure rest point, Lu Changsheng questioned the Soul-calling Beast if its intake would finally allow for its long-awaited promotion.

The beast stroked its round, engorged belly and held up one claw, offering a bashful, "One more..."

"???"

Lu Changsheng examined the tiny macaque-like creature with confusion, wondering how it kept so much power stored away.

Was a single Fourth Rank Ghost King really insufficient for it to advance? At this rate, it might have to consume the entire population of the Myriad Demon Abyss just to reach its potential.

It was entirely possible that even clearing out the entire layer wouldn't be enough.

"Very well."

Since they were already immersed in this hunting ground, a second Fourth Rank target was of little consequence to him.

Consuming a medicinal pill, he sat to meditate, focusing on restoring his energy so he could continue the hunt. Beside him, the Soul-calling Beast fell into a deep, contented sleep, blissfully digesting its prize—a level of comfort that Lu Changsheng found himself begrudgingly envious of.